Silent partners

He stands in the doorway, his hands upon his hips She stands by the punch bowl, a sweet smile on her lips He slowly walks up to her, she reaches out for him It's almost like some magnet is pulling...

He stands in the doorway, his hands upon his hips She stands by the jukebox, a sweet smile on her lips He slowly walks up to her, she reaches out for him It's almost like some magnet is pulling both...